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dtay59 – blocklist (feat. meeziexo) [prod. w9vkk!] lyrics

[chorus]
yah, huh i had told these n+ggas, rock beat paper (pop out trim)
n+gga gon’ pop out trim, brand new taper
ride wit’ that .30 pop out like a laker
young n+gga wan’t bag but he can’t beat the banker
i had called up meeziexo let’s go make a banger
i f+cked that bit’ one time i’ll see you later
you f+ck with my music you not a real hater

[verse 1]
huh, n+gga ion f+ck wit no cash
all thеse n+ggas backdoor all these n+ggas stab backs
n+gga trynna gеt popped we gon hit the dreadhead
bought a brand new glock hit him where is head at

n+gga, you want a bbl yo ass g+y
he can’t even step wit us lil n+gga you might have to go in and step yo own way
[verse 2: meeziexo]
we run up that boy we poppin’ his face
and i got cash we hitting the bag
she got a fat ass that b+tch finna shake
n+ggas be talking on meez until i pull up and hit these n+ggas wit’ a k

and n+ggas be hating on me until i go make a lil’ diss
for real until i go f+ck on yo b+tch 2 b+tches wan’ f+ck on me suck on my d+ck
she all for the drugs she wanna get lit yo b+tch is a hoe lil’ n+gga just stop it
i fly wit’ yo hoe she wanna be part of my life club she wanna come f+ck with the gang

ya’ll n+ggas really be lame you n+ggas be b+tch you n+ggas can’t f+ck with the saints
they ass can’t do hit that n+gga yuh, we is the vengeful saints+

yah, wock gon’ pour my cup
hm yah, you got me f+cked
these n+ggas keep telling just shut the f+ck up
just roll up this joint, i got drank in my cup
birthday bash i blow that b+tch up
why these hoes trynna cuff i can’t let em’ f+ck us
rob his ass for a .5 yeah we mask the f+ck up
when she at it again, we let that b+tch suck+
[verse 3]
huh, 5% tinted window in the night
we pop out trim we can getchu right
young n+gga real trim purple jean tight
young n+gga sound weird cause he don’t got no mic

[verse 4: meeziexo]
that n+gga a dog but he got no d+mn bite
that n+gga a b+tch he cannot go fight
we pull up with sticks we pull up all night
you n+ggas be dumb and you n+ggas not nice

you n+ggas all dumb and you n+ggas all weird
when i’m in milwaukee they fearing the deer
and i’m way too high i can’t even go steer
yo b+tch too fly she coming in here

the nih’ got hit know his family scared
n+gga a b+tch he not even here
yuh, b+tch, we is the vengeful saints

- dtay59 lyrics

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